Velvet's POV

My eyes moved to the woman standing next to him.

She was breathtaking young, her skin caramel, with soft curls and a silver gown that shimmered like liquid light. She smiled up at him as if she had known him all her life. The caption under the live video said “Paired guests Alpha Zavian of the Crescent Moon Pack and bridesmaid Seraphine.”

My heart stung at the name.

I watched as she leaned in to whisper something to him. The camera caught the moment perfectly: her laughter, the faint smile that curved his lips in return.

Zavian rarely smiled like that.

My chest tightened. I turned down the...